Showing posts with label Experience. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Experience. Show all posts

Saturday, December 5, 2015

My Awesome Experience In And Around Quesnel British Columbia (8 - Pictures)


Above Photo: A gigantic gold pan and gold nugget in Quesnel, British Columbia.

Quesnel has always been a special place for me as friends and family had soured the back roads prospecting, fishing and hiking through the woods. Mostly it turned out to be a great get away.

Quesnel also has a wonderful museum that I have toured many a times, and each and every time I walk through it, I find something new from the past that I missed from a prior visit. Below is a link to Quesnel's Museum. The museum is closed for the winter and will reopen for the 
summers rush of tourists.

To view the write up and see the other 8 pictures, please visit Brian Vike's Travel Blog at:

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Sunday, October 26, 2014

Missing Time/UFO Experience Near Little Fort British Columbia


Date:  Spring of 1988

Hi Brian, I had an experience many years ago, a period of missing time. Do you have any recommendation as to who would be appropriate to perform a hypnotic regression? I live in Kamloops.

Here are the details of my experience: It was the Spring of 1988 and I was alone finishing the insides of a large log house. My wife and child were away in a middle of a 6 week visit to parents.

I had guaranteed my employer that I would put in 40 hours of work per week and since I kept somewhat irregular hours I used a log book to keep my word.

My work was finish carpentry/cabinetry and I had been some time (previous to this job) collecting tools for setting up a cabinet shop.

Since this was my first project, I spent a lot of time setting up and buying further tools on the weekends. The location was near Little Fort, British Columbia with the house being in a (semi) remote setting.

The previous weekend I had traveled to Kamloops Friday evening in order to buy tools and groceries and returned on Sunday evening. The house had wood heat, so on my return Sunday night I unloaded my purchases and packed some wood out of the wood-shed onto the porch (enough for the night and the following morning).

Monday morning I stoked the fire as at this time (mid February) there was about a foot of snow on the ground with temperatures of above freezing during the day with freezing temperatures during the night (+ 3 to - 5 temperature range thereabouts).

After breakfast I went to my shop and started running a series of boards for the room I was trimming. On a log house there is a great variety in the trim dimensions for each room so it made no sense to get too far ahead.

I recall working to just after noon Monday and it was a bright overcast day. The very next thing I remember was standing in the house and it was a dim overcast early morning. It seemed I had just materialized out of a fog. I did not recall getting up that morning, I was just there.

My brain felt completely frazzled as if I had something like an electroshock treatment (I imagine not ever having had any). I looked around the room at it was dusty and seemed un-lived in, like coming home after a holiday.

Looking down at my clothes I realized that I had the same work clothes on as Monday noon. I knew it was not Monday, but did not know what day it was. I turned on the radio, it was Friday morning.

I was now completely confused, how could it be? My mind was a complete blank from Monday noon. I started to check out the house. The wood I had piled up Sunday night was still outside the door in the porch, yet there would have only been enough wood for Monday daytime and not enough to stock up the stove for Monday night. The stove was stone cold, yet the house was not freezing (nor had the pipes froze).

The house seemed to be in a stasis, not hot, not cold as if something was keeping it stable, yet not really heating it. I looked at my truck outside and could see that it had not moved since the previous Sunday, there had been an intervening snowfall and I could see from the tracks in the snow that I had not driven out, nor anyone driven in.

I checked the fridge and there was all the food I had brought back for the week uneaten. I thought about my present condition, I was not hungry or thirsty and there was no way I had gone days without eating, in fact I was not hungry, only somewhat fuzzy in my brain.

I looked at my clothes again, I was dry and warm and had not been out in the elements. So no wood burnt, no food eaten, no work done, everything was as it should have been if it was Monday afternoon yet it was Friday morning (about 8:30).

I checked my log book and (curiously) it was open to Friday. I turned back through the pages and they were all blank to the previous Friday. I had never in the past 2 months of working there, failed to fill in my log book for an absence of greater than 2 days.

I started to rack my brain, thinking that I should be able to remember some small even insignificant detail of the past almost 4 days, yet there was absolutely nothing. The complete space of time is like a section of white noise in my memory.

A thought kept running through my head "I must have been here working, I must have been here working" on and on like a post-hypnotic suggestion.

Even though I absolutely positively knew I was not there working. I immediately filled in the missing pages with imaginary work, work that had not been done. This normally would have bothered me severely that I was cheating my employer.


I knew no work had been done, as the pile of boards I was milling Monday afternoon were exactly as I had left them. The room I was trimming was the same. Today if I owed you $10 it would bother me, yet this did not bother me and oddly it still does not.

I relegated this to the back of my mind and explained it away it as "Being bushed", although nothing like this had happened before or since.

Life went on, my wife returned, I continued working, a sense of normalcy came back to my life.

Then 3 months later, I had the "dream" and I remember it as if I just had it. I was back in my shop and it was the Monday just after noon. I immediately knew it was that day and it was more like a sharp memory than a dream.

My shop was beside the house and close to overlooking a lake. In the midst of running a board through my thickness planer a thought popped into my head, "I should walk to the lake (50' away). This was more of an command. I immediately shut off the machine, walked out of my shop and over to the edge of the hill overlooking the lake.

I looked up at the bright overcast sky. There seemed to be a saucer shaped hole in the clouds at a 45 degree angle! It did not look like a craft, more like a hole into the heavens, as if I could see into an incredibly defined starlit sky through this "hole".

The hole was jet black, disc-ed shaped and the "stars" were bright and twinkling. I was not afraid, more perplexed as to what I was seeing. I then realized that I was seeing a UFO and I got very excited as I had always wanted to see one.

As soon as I realized I was seeing a UFO, an electric shock went through me from my head to my toes and I was instantly awake sitting up in bed. The (UFO) realization, the electric shock and sitting up in bed were all the same instant. I immediately said to myself, "So that's what happened with the missing time" and there was no doubt in my mind. It finally made sense.

Since this time I have willed myself to have more "dreams" with limited success. I have never been able to go back to that time, yet have had other more symbolic dreams of seeing landed UFOs with human-like people (men and women) yet nothing I would say like a memory-dream.

If anyone has witnessed the object, please send me an email with details of what you saw. Please remember to include the date and time and location. (Town/City – State or Province) and as much detail as possible.

Vike Factor Note: I do receive sighting reports from everywhere in the world, and I post all of the reports I receive here: http://the-v-factor-paranormal.blogspot.com/

Brian Vike.
Box 1091
Houston, British Columbia, Canada.

Email: v_factor_paranormal@live.com or b_vike@telus.net

The Vike Factor -  Houston, British Columbia Centre For UFO Research. Canadian UFO Investigator Brian Vike.

Tuesday, July 8, 2014

One Ladies Experience - Strange Happenings Sixteen Disk Shaped UFOs And Triangle UFO


I work at a hospital that employs 20,000 employees. It’s very busy with cars, people and buses.  On June 3, 2012 I was walking to my car after work and at the second intersection I heard this wind sound and for a moment I thought it was a whirl wind, but to my shock there were four silver disks coming up from the street with this blown up bag looking thing.

The disks were about 10” square and about 10’ apart in a square formation.  After the first four came out of the ground, I looked around the area and saw there were no cars, no people and no buses and I started to pan nick because I thought this is impossible.

Then four more disks came up and then four more and then four more. In total there were sixteen disks. They went up into the sky going east from which a very strong wind was blowing and it was like the blown up bag thing was guiding them.

I watched until they were out of sight and then the traffic started, people and buses. I had moved a couple of times in the past year and the first thing I thought when I saw all this is that they found me.

A week and a half later I was looking out my window and saw this beautiful star and thought, boy, that sure is a beautiful star. All of a sudden the “star” went side to side twice. It was as though it was reading my mind.

I thought I didn’t just see that and it did it again. I ran down stairs and told my son and daughter what I saw and to come out side with me, but they didn’t want anything to do with it.

I ran outside and it very slowly went over the house. It was a small triangle craft with green and white lights. I took pictures of it, but because it was night time (10:30 p.m.).

You could tell, though, that it was a triangle craft. It was a clear night and I watched it go by and disappear into the night.

About a week and a half later I woke up at 2:30 a.m. because my room was lit up like it was daytime. I went to the window and the light that was shining was so intense I couldn’t look at it.

I laid back in bed where I thought I was “safe”.  The light shut off, but I did not go to the window, too scared. And then my room lit up again. I got up to see if I could see the object that was shining the light into the room, but it was just too strong for my eyes.

It could not have been too big because my back yard is very small with big trees with electrical lines there.

That is my story.

Brian Vike.
Box 1091
Houston, British Columbia, Canada.

Email: sighting@telus.net
The Vike Factor (Brian Vike) http://the-v-factor-paranormal.blogspot.com/


Thursday, October 17, 2013

Ghost Stories – Looking For Your Spooky Experience


I have been posting a few ghost stores that I have received while investigating UFOs and other areas of the paranormal.

These Ghost stories can be found on my main Blog at
http://the-v-factor-paranormal.blogspot.ca/

If you have had a Ghostly encounter and would like to share your experience with the readers in this Haunting month of October, please do send along your spooky experience.

Your Ghost story can be emailed to Brian Vike (The Vike Factor) at sighting@telus.net

Thank you.


Brian Vike (Retired)
Box 1091
Houston, British Columbia, Canada.

Email: sighting@telus.net

The Vike Factor (Brian Vike) http://the-v-factor-paranormal.blogspot.com/

Wednesday, September 18, 2013

A Bell Shaped UFO And Glowing White Being (Abduction Experience)



(From Brian Vike’s UFO Files) Re-posted by Brian.

A few weeks ago I was having trouble falling asleep (again) and my thoughts kept returning to the experience of May 1984 in Kirkland, WA concerning the ball of white light. I managed to break through the fear barrier and move forward a little in recalling what happened after getting inside the bell-shaped craft. Then I hit another sticking point, where in the experience I was taken into a room at the end of a long tunnel.

Just last night as I was trying to drop off to sleep, images of the inside of this room and what happened there sort of bubbled up from what I have recently come to call my 'memory museum'. I picture this as the basement of a museum -- the subconscious -- where problematic artifacts (memories) are hidden away from view. What follows is an account of the rest of the May 1984 experience, which I have related as honestly and accurately as possible.

For years I had racked my brains trying to recall if there was more to this than just a transient, weird electrical phenomenon. At this point I'm wondering if the sizzling ball of light might have just been a ruse to get me outside.

When I first woke up at the beginning of this event there was also a bright light shining from outside, through the closed curtains in my bedroom. This may have been a separate light used to attract my attention and make me believe that the building was on fire.

The neighboring house where the 'electrical malfunction' was taking place was the residence of an elderly lady who I privately called the 'crazy lady'. This refers to an elderly woman, about 75 years old at the time who lived alone in a small cottage next to the 5-plex that I was living in at the time.

Previous to this event, during the late Fall, I recall driving home one night near midnight and seeing the 'crazy lady' sweeping leaves off the sidewalk in front of her house. I suppose there was just barely enough light for her to see, but it struck me as somewhat odd for an elderly lady to be doing yard work in the moonlight.



Back to the incident of the hissing ball of light: I was trying to look over the top of the fence to determine what the heck was going on. The garbage dumpster was located at this corner of the apartment building, and I pulled out some boxes to stand on to get a better view.

I was planning to scramble over the fence to alert the 'crazy lady' about a fire in her backyard. Just as I was ready to make my leap I heard a voice saying something like "get away from the fence!" Well, this sure surprised me, and I reflexively obeyed, looking around for the person who had made this command.

Nobody was in sight. Next I heard -- I suppose mentally -- less distinct but still commanding demands for me to move over to the edge of the parking lot. Probably from a mix of curiosity and training to follow orders, I ventured over to the point where the pavement adjoined the weedy corner of the lot. This was when I saw the bell-shaped object with the two 'chubby children' standing near it, nestled in the brambles.

As you may recall from my previous email, I ended up inside this small, bell-shaped 'craft' and felt a sickening effect of falling. It seemed like I was falling back-first. Imagine standing with your rear facing the edge of a cliff and then falling over, going down, down, down, totally out of control, just plummeting like a rock. And as recounted earlier, I may have blacked out during this descent-like phase because the next memory I have is of standing up, sort of teetering, and seeing about a half-dozen of the dwarves doing something around me.

At this point I seem to have gathered my wits sufficiently to be able to complain about my bare feet. They had been cut a little in climbing down through the brambles, and I was really upset about this. The scrapes were minor but they seemed to be the point were my rational mind could focus its alarm, fear and anger about being whisked away by strange beings. The little chubbies were putting some kind of salve on my feet and then fitted a pair of their boots on me, sans socks. These didn't fit very well but under the circumstances were better than walking around barefooted and accomplished the job, at least temporarily, of getting me to shut up.

I was struggling to figure out where I was. The room I was in was like a cavern, seemingly carved out of solid rock, and dimly illuminated by a few wall lights. Very approximately it was in the range of some 12m to 15m in span, with a tall, rounded ceiling and was connected to a large, shadowy 'tunnel' leading one direction and a very brightly lit opening leading to the opposite way. The surfaces of the walls of this cavernous space were lumpy but also shiny. The air was warm and somewhat humid. Maybe the walls were wet? Either that or just smoothed or polished -- vitrified?-- somehow.

There were small gauge rail tracks on the floor. This worried me because at the time I was standing near some and in my nerve-racked condition was concerned about a train coming by. These tracks curved around the space I was now in, leading towards the 'tunnel' and out towards the doorway to the bright light at the other end.

At the dark 'tunnel' end it was just possible to see a row of about a dozen or so of the small, bell-shaped craft'. These appeared a rusty, brown-black in exterior color. Right next to these was a row of what clearly looked to me like small helicopters. Each row of these objects was positioned on the tracks. It looked as though they could be moved along the tracks.

The overall logistics of this was made a little clearer when I paid attention to a large adjoining niche on the far wall of the cavern I was in. A blue-white light that seemed to extend upwards as a shaft illuminated this space. Was this how I was brought 'down' to here? Was this shaft the means by which the helicopters and bell-craft came and went?

While attempting to make some sense of all of this, I saw a small train of golf cart-like carriages entering the cavern I was in, riding along the tracks in the floor. Each cart had two seats. I was placed in one of these on the left side with a dwarf seated next to me on the right. The seats were a little too small for my body, so I had to hold on so as not to fall out. A pair of dark-tinted goggles was handed to me by a dwarf and by gestures I was instructed to put them on. Our small open train was headed to the brightly-lit opening leading out of the 'arrival' room, and I figured that the eye protection had something to do with the fiercely bright light we were apparently going to enter.

Our train left the 'arrival' room and was now in this incredibly bright, huge cavernous space. Even with the tinted goggles on the light was very bright. Maybe the chubby next to me read my thoughts because when I was wondering what the heck this was about I mentally heard the word 'crucible'. The most intense part of this light seemed to be in a tunnel leading perpendicularly away from us. In hindsight, I wonder if there was some kind of tunnel boring process being used.

We continued on through the bright cavern and then entered a tunnel cut roughly into the stone. The bore of the tunnel was rectangular, very approximately about 6m wide and 3m high. At first the light of the bright cavern lit up the passage but this eventually faded away into darkness. I took off my goggles in order to see but could only just make out the dark, rough texture of the walls of our route. This tunnel seemed to go on forever. My very rough estimate is that we were traveling about 20 km/h for at least five minutes (it seemed like more) making this section about 1.6 km long.

Nearing the end of this stretch of tunnel there was a low level of light. This was enough for me to see that the surfaces of the walls in this area had been smoothed down flat, contrasting with the roughly cut stone in the preceding stretch of passageway. Eventually we reached a 'T' intersection where there were some wall lights (the source of the light) and apparently some natural light (?) from a shaft on the left side of the 'T'. Our train stopped here.

After adjusting my eyes a little I determined that there was a smooth sheet of water pouring down this shaft. This brought in fresh, cool air and was a small relief from the ordeal of the previous long ride. A tunnel on the right side of the 'T' continued on into the darkness - for how long? The walls here were polished and dramatically showed off the grains and patterns in the stone. I thought I got a mental impression from one of the dwarves stating that this was the 'old area'.

We climbed out of the open cars and now stood at the central part of this intersection. Doors were set into a recess in the rock with the wall lights positioned on either side of this access point, giving off a soft glow. I gazed at the continuing tunnel at the right of the T intersection and saw that the rail tracks continued on in that direction.

I suddenly felt a tsunami wave of panic realizing that this tunnel went down even deeper into the rock. Apparently the team of about a half dozen dwarves sensed my panic and stood around me, forming a ring, probably with the intention of preventing me from running away.

My prior recollection was that these stout people had a skin color of black maybe with a slight blue tint, but at this point they began to glow a very bright blue! It was as though they were putting on a display of some kind, like grotesque, blue lawn ornaments. This combined with the surreal events that led up to this point was too much for my poor brain to handle.

I was way over my 'psychological red line' and now stood in a near state of paralysis - my dwarf-booted feet seemingly glued to the floor - unable to budge. But the circle of dwarves around me began to move towards the door, which was now open, giving me no choice but to be herded into the chamber.

This chamber was also poorly illuminated, with the main source of light coming from a somewhat tall (about 2m?), standing figure wearing a white robe. It was glowing like the dwarves but gave off white light rather than blue. This was sufficient for me to see that the room I was now in was a rectangular, smooth-walled rock chamber about 6m by 12m with a ceiling height of maybe some 3m. There was a table in the center of the room that looked like it had been carved intact out of the same rock as the walls. I was alone with this standing figure, the dwarves having left.

The figure commanded my attention mainly because it was the only thing in the room besides the table. It seemed as though it was floating just a little above the floor. Its robe-covered shape was in general human-like, with a head, arms, torso and legs but there were no discernable facial features on its light bulb-shaped head that I could make out. Standing motionless, this glowing 'alien' didn't display any signs of being alive. (In hindsight, I think that it was simply a model placed in the room, a sort of dummy ET.)

For a few moments I stared at the robed figure. Then by some means I received instructions to lie down on the table. Feeling rather intimidated by the proximity of a 2m tall glowing ET, I complied. Anyway, the doors to the chamber had been closed so I had nowhere to run or to hide.

My body now on the table, my awareness seems to have relocated somewhere up near the ceiling a few meters away. At this stage I didn't have any feeling of hot, cold, comfort or discomfort, or for that matter stress or anxiety. I was more like a detached observer looking down at my body and the nearby glowing white figure. From this new perspective I could also see that there was a row of what looked like windows at the top of one of the walls. I had the unpleasant sensation that there were people on the other side of the windows watching.

What followed was, to the best of my understanding, a search through my mind. I could sense an entrance and then navigation through my memories. At first it was as though a quick but thorough scan of my life, from beginning to end, was being conducted. This lasted a short time followed by more detailed scanning of certain sections of my memory that had apparently been determined to be significant. The memories along with the physical sensations and emotional responses associated with them were being restimulated.

From my detached vantage point I wondered, why? A mental message came in reply, "for replicates". The impression I had was that physical and emotional stimuli, extracted from my life experiences, was being archived. It would subsequently be part of a library, available for use in replicas of human beings.

I thought that the general idea involved -- correct or not -- was that 'fake' humans were being programmed with memory segments mined from 'real' humans so that they could function reasonably well in a human social environment. It also seemed to be the case that performing the data extraction in such an isolated location was analogous to making studio music recordings in an insulated, controlled environment, free from extraneous noise.

The next memory I have of this experience is of stumbling back to the front door of my apartment. I was exhausted and just wanted to crawl into bed and go to sleep. In the morning I woke up feeling agitated. I remembered the sizzling white ball of light, but at that time had no recollection of the other parts of the experience other than a vague thought that I had seen an old, rusty car down in the weed infested part of the yard.

Something wasn't quite right, I felt, and I went over to the neighbor's yard to the west of me and tried to determine if they might have seen anything unusual that night. Their bedroom windows faced the weedy area and I was concerned that they might have seen something. It was a strange thought with mixed emotions. I felt nervous and almost guilty about something they might have gotten a glimpse of, but I couldn't remember what it might have been!

As a postscript, it might be worth mentioning that about ten years after this experience (1995 as I recall) I felt adventurous enough to have a 'soul retrieval' session. I had read a book about this subject and thought it would be interesting to give it a try. The result of the session was that three pieces of my 'soul' were retrieved. Nina, the lady who did the shamanic journey work, was particularly troubled by what she saw happen to me in one of the soul-thefts.

This incident involved my having been taken to a location deep underground, being placed on a table in a dark room carved into rock and having an entity of some kind do something bad to me. At the time of the session, this didn't have any particular meaning to me other than just causing a really creepy feeling. In retrospect its interesting that what Nina described matches what I have just recently been able to recall about this 1984 abduction experience.

Thank you to the witness for the interesting report.

Brian Vike (Retired)
Box 1091
Houston, British Columbia, Canada.

Email: sighting@telus.net

The Vike Factor (Brian Vike) http://the-v-factor-paranormal.blogspot.com/

Sunday, August 25, 2013

1970 UFO Incident Aboard Navy Ship - Bay Of Biscay Experience (Pictures/Graphics)


(From Brian Vike’s UFO Files)

Vike, being a retired art teacher, living in western Ohio, I am far removed from the events on the Bay of Biscay in 1970.

Yet the feelings I acquired then seem like they started yesterday.

 The illustration comes very close to what appeared to me. Thank you.

Bay of Biscay Experience 1970

 Amidships on a Destroyer there is low, flat, open space. The picture below shows, from an archive photo, the USS Dyess (DD-880). It was aboard this small craft that an incident occurred which will haunt me for the rest of my life.

From the front (bow), going toward the rear, there are two gun turrets. Behind those is a big complex of two towers, called the superstructure.

 Immediately after that is a low, dark, sunken area. On that night in July, 1970, I sat alone above it on a set of steps, so that I was looking forward in the direction of the superstructure.

 I couldn’t believe that I had this beautiful scene all to myself. Billions of stars and a brilliant full moon illuminated the calm, smooth ocean’s surface.

 This setting was further enhanced by the balmy temperature. The absence of my shipmates was, at first, no concern.

 Soon, however, I was confronted with something that would send me inside the nearest hatchway for cover.

 The next page shows where the whole thing happened.


Caption for picture above: USS Dyess (DD-180) ~ Black arrow indicates location of occurrence.

Caption for map left/below: Position of ship near the West Coast of France as shown by black rectangle.

The first sensation was that of being frozen in time. I was relaxed, yet found I was unable to move.

 Then there suddenly appeared on the deck below me, about twenty feet away, a glowing, truly luminous cloud.

 It was silent and its edges were yellow-green wisps. Spherical in form and not solid, but gaseous, it swirled inside as it hovered above the steel-plated deck. In my dreamlike state I lost track of the minutes.

 The neon blue-green apparition had materialized in an instant, but then began slowly to transform, and darken, as it shrank down from twelve feet in diameter. While doing so, its semi-transparent nature thickened and the edges became well-defined.

 Any haziness was replaced by a strange figure, human in size. The deep cyan vision had a full body, head, arms, legs, hands and feet, while it began to dance about joyfully.

A performance that seems like it was yesterday, I recall it with trepidation now, forty-two years later.

 What began without warning vanished just as quickly, leaving me alone and mystified.

Image right: Left is an illustration of the situation as it appeared. 

Although reconstructed more than four decades after the event, to me this is of no concern, because the memory is as fresh as last night.

 Although I did move inside after experiencing this, it was not due to fear.

 Actually, the contact gave me a feeling of comfort and knowing.


Caption for above graphic: Bay of Biscay Apparition July 1970.

Brian Vike
Box 1091
Houston, British Columbia, Canada.

Email: sighting@telus.net or b_vike@telus.net

The Vike Factor (Brian Vike) http://the-v-factor-paranormal.blogspot.com/

Thursday, July 4, 2013

Former News Director Has An Incredible UFO Experience In Ontario Canada


(From Brian Vike’s UFO Files) Reposted by Mel.

Date:  July or August of 1969
Time:  Approx: 10:00 p.m.  

Vike Factor Note: I thought I would add a quick note here. The gentleman mentions in his letter to me that he was a former news director of CFBV/LD radio in Smithers. The radio station in Smithers is a 45 minute drive from me heading west, and Smithers is located in British Columbia, Canada. I also do short spots on the radio station the man is talking about, giving local updates on UFO sightings for out entire area.  

Message: Hi Brian, nice to meet you. First off, I'm a former news director of CFBV/LD radio in Smithers. Additionally, I worked at Endako mines for a few years in the '70's. As you can imagine, I'm quite familiar with Houston, having lived and 'played' in Fraser Lake, Endako, Burns Lake, Telkwa and Smithers for many years in the late 70's and early 80's. Heck, I met my first wife at an Ian Tamblyn concert in '81 at the Endako Community hall!

I live in Peterborough County, Ontario. Ironically, yesterday, I received a post card from an old buddy who's currently vacationing in Australia, he lives in Quick. Remember the Christmas flood of the community of Quick back in '83?

Here is my story. I was born and raised on a 100 acre farm 20 miles east of Peterborough, Ontario. The incident took place in July or August of 1969 when I was sixteen. I was alone in my family's farmhouse located 75 feet from a gravel township road. At that time we had a border collie mutt named Chief, who was an extremely good guard dog, vicious would be an appropriate description.

My father passed away the previous February and Chief had become even more nasty. Lots of people driving on the property would remain in their vehicle until one of us appeared in the driveway to rescue them from the snapping dog. It was approximately ten o'clock in the evening and I was sitting in the living room watching TV with the overhead light on. I noticed a light shining through the closed white drapes covering the south window. I thought, "that's odd. The light's on, if the light was off I could easily see the light's of a vehicle passing the farmhouse, but the light's on and I can't hear a car." 

I exited the living room and entered the kitchen. I looked out the aluminum screen door on the south side of the kitchen and saw a light on the other side of some poplar trees glowing about 150 yards from the house on the other side of the road. The light was white and about the size of your thumbnail. 

Now this is where it gets interesting. Chief was standing just outside of the screen door, with his butt against the aluminum.  He was making the most peculiar, extremely low, guttural growl and every piece of fur on his body was standing straight out, as though he'd been electrocuted. I'd never heard him make such an odd sound. He was scared witless. Normally he'd rush across the yard barking and growling at the human, the squirrel, the skunk, etc. Not this night. The light was moving west to east and the dog's nose followed the light precisely.

Whatever was moving in the sky was definitely the cause for Chief's abject terror. I couldn't open the door to investigate as the dog's rear end was 'bunched' against the door. I yelled at the dog to get out of the way. He wouldn't move. He was frozen.

Finally, after a few seconds of admonishing the dog, I forced the door open which pushed Chief out of the way. His nose never wavered from observing the moving light.
I walked across the yard towards the road and the light which was still slowly moving west/east. It would occasionally disappear behind a poplar and then reappear a second later. There was no sound. I guesstimated the object to be 150 to 200 yards away.

Chief, the nasty guard dog, never left the cement patio on the front of the house, but he continued to observe the thing and kept growling in that most peculiar manner. 

Then I realized something very odd. By this time I was standing on the road. Not only was the flying object making no sound, but there were no cricket, tree frog or katydid sounds as well. Brian, what in heaven's name has the ability to silence the amphibians and insects of the forest? I felt a very palpable and rising sense of terror.    

I lived in that farmhouse for 18 years. At no time did any of my family members nor I ever 'get the gun' because we were frightened of something. It never happened, well, just once. I ran across the yard, past the dog who was still frozen by the front door and into the woodshed. I grabbed the single shot 22 rifle and the shells. I was so frightened, even today, I can recall my right hand shaking as I fumbled to put a shell in the gun. I can clearly remember thinking, "this is the stupidest thing I've ever done! What good is this 'pop gun' going to do for me against that 'thing' out there across the road? I might as well throw a chunk of gravel against the object."  

The next thing I remember I was seated on the couch in the living room with the loaded 22 across my lap. The light was still illuminated and the TV was on. I was calm, cool and collected. My heart rate was normal. The flying object was now located to the east of the house, out over the barnyard and for the next ten to fifteen minutes I kept looking over my shoulder through the south window at the light in the sky. I could barely make out a ring as though the light was the 'diamond' on the edge of the ring.

A couple of minutes into this session, the light changed from solid white to a blinking red light. It became smaller and smaller and blinked faster and faster. From my perspective, it appeared that the object shot out into space. At no time was I worried or concerned about the UFO in the barnyard. I had a lackadaisical attitude towards it and I thought, "big deal, it's just a UFO, why worry about it?"

As I watched TV and occasionally turned to look at it out the south living room window. I want to make something perfectly clear, Brian:  The next part of my story is a dream. This did not happen. For all of my adult life I can clearly remember the dream. In my dream, I was standing in the woodshed at my family's old farmhouse, in the night, with the woodshed overhead bulb on and I'm loading the 22. White light suddenly comes through the two windows located on the south and west sides of the woodshed. White light comes from under the woodshed doors from the outside.  That's the end of the dream.  

Here's the next peculiar part of the story and I have no idea whether it's connected to the UFO incident. I was not suicidal in the summer of '69, I have not been suicidal at any time in my adult life, nor am I suicidal today. I do not suffer from depression. I feel fine, thanks! A few days after seeing the object, I was home alone and cutting the backyard grass.

Suddenly, with no previous suicidal thoughts, I decided to shut off the mower, go to the woodshed, load the 22 and kill myself. I exited the woodshed, with the loaded gun, walked through the house, sat in precisely the same spot on the couch as that night of the UFO visit, with the loaded 22 across my lap. My intention was to shoot myself.

Fortunately, after about 30 seconds of contemplation I came to my senses. I thought, "what the heck am I doing? I'm not suicidal! Get that damn shell out of the gun! Put the gun away! This is ridiculous!" I unloaded the rifle and returned it to the woodshed.

Brian, I have some questions, as you might well imagine.

1) What was that thing flying through the sky, with no sound, in the summer of '69?  

2)  What has the ability to silence the critters of the forest?  

3)  Why was my vicious guard dog reduced to a quivering mass of terror?  

4)  We have all been terrified. There are certain physiological responses to fear. Increased heart rate, adrenalin pumping through your veins, shaking hands, cold sweats etc. etc. How did I retreat from all of those normal responses and return to 'calm, cool and collected' without a calming down period?(by the way, I had no sense of time loss during or after the incident)  

5)  Is my dream of loading the gun and seeing white light a dream? Or did it actually happen?  

6)  What was the reason for my suicidal thoughts and actions which occurred out of nowhere a few days after the incident? (I repeat:  I'm not suicidal, nor was I when I was sixteen.)  
7)  During the absurd suicide event, why did I walk to the exact same spot as I ended up after I saw the UFO with the loaded gun across my lap? I guess I'll never have the answers to those questions. By the way Brian, I cannot be hypnotized. Just to satisfy my curiosity, I wish I could be hypnotized, to possibly further explore the events of that night so long ago, but I'm one of those people who are not open to hypnotic suggestion.   

Thanks for your time and keep up the good work documenting the observations of peculiar events of people from around the world. No, I'm not a hoaxer! Go ahead, use my name if you wish. I truly don't care what other people think. The above mentioned events really did occur.    Art.

Thank you to Art for the extremely interesting report. I will be contacting Art over this experience, also I would like to add Art gave me the OK to use his name.

Brian Vike (Retired)
Houston, British Columbia, Canada.

Email: sighting@telus.net
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Saturday, October 6, 2012

Bay Of Biscay Experience 1970


Vike, being a retired art teacher, living in western Ohio, I am far removed from the events on the Bay of Biscay in 1970.

Yet the feelings I acquired then seem like they started yesterday.

The illustration comes very close to what appeared to me. Thank you.

Bay Of Biscay Experience 1970

Amidships on a Destroyer there is low, flat, open space. The picture below shows, from an archive photo, the USS Dyess (DD-880).

It was aboard this small craft that an incident occurred which will haunt me for the rest of my life.

From the front (bow), going toward the rear, there are two gun turrets. Behind those is a big complex of two towers, called the superstructure.

Immediately after that is a low, dark, sunken area.

On that night in July, 1970, I sat alone above it on a set of steps, so that I was looking forward in the direction of the superstructure.

I couldn’t believe that I had this beautiful scene all to myself. Billions of stars and a brilliant full moon illuminated the calm, smooth ocean’s surface.

This setting was further enhanced by the balmy temperature. The absence of my shipmates was, at first, no concern.

Soon, however, I was confronted with something that would send me inside the nearest hatchway for cover.

The next page shows where the whole thing happened.


Picture above: USS Dyess (DD-180) ~ Black arrow indicates location of occurrence.

Caption for Map Left: Position of ship near the West Coast of France as shown by black rectangle.

The first sensation was that of being frozen in time. I was relaxed, yet found I was unable to move.

Then there suddenly appeared on the deck below me, about twenty feet away, a glowing, truly luminous cloud.

It was silent and its edges were yellow-green wisps. Spherical in form and not solid, but gaseous, it swirled inside as it hovered above the steel-plated deck.

In my dreamlike state I lost track of the minutes.

The neon blue-green apparition had materialized in an instant, but then began slowly to transform, and darken, as it shrank down from twelve feet in diameter. While doing so, its semi-transparent nature thickened and the edges became well-defined.

Any haziness was replaced by a strange figure, human in size. The deep cyan vision had a full body, head, arms, legs, hands and feet, while it began to dance about joyfully. A performance that seems like it was yesterday, I recall it with trepidation now, forty-two years later.

What began without warning vanished just as quickly, leaving me alone and mystified.

Image left: Is an illustration of the situation as it appeared. Although reconstructed more than four decades after the event, to me this is of no concern, because the memory is as fresh as last night.

Although I did move inside after experiencing this, it was not due to fear.

Actually, the contact gave me a feeling of comfort and knowing.


Caption for above graphic: Bay of Biscay Apparition July 1970.

If you have seen anything like this in the same area please be kind enough to contact Brian Vike at: sighting@telus.net with the details of your sighting. All personal information is kept confidential.

Also, please feel free to send in your sightings that have happened years ago. So many of these older sightings are nothing short of amazing.

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Wednesday, November 24, 2010

An Alien Experience In Bloomington Indiana The John Tosti Story

From the Vike Factor archives (Brian Vike) http://the-v-factor-paranormal.blogspot.com/

By Brian Vike (The Vike Factor)

As Ufologists we hear many stories of unusual encounters and sightings of exotic crafts flying through our day and night skies. Every once in a while we come across a case that truly defies explanation. This is one of those cases I am writing about now. I was contacted recently and was sent a couple of photos of something unusual. At least for now it remains unexplained. At first the conversation started over the object itself but what I didn't realize was, that there was a lot more to come.

This story comes from a man by the name of John Tosti who resides in the southern part of Bloomington, Indiana on acreage in a rural setting and who has lived in the area for many years. Back in his younger days he was an avid hunter and enjoyed being in the outdoors.

John would leave his home roughly around 4:00 to 5:00 a.m., before the sun had risen so he could get to the back of his property in hopes of spotting game. One day as he made ready to head out, John walked onto his front porch and quickly noticed three bright spherical shaped lights which appeared to be floating above the top of the trees.

One of the lights travelled to the west. This first light wasn't moving erratically and was flying along rather slowly. The color of the light was blue. The light at arms length was approximately the size of a quarter and the other two lights the size of a dime.

These two were green and red and were moving erratically around the blue light in a figure eight pattern. They were slightly smaller than the blue lights. The objects were low enough in altitude that they cast their light onto the trees. An estimate of the distance away from the witness would have placed the lights at around 100 yards away from him.

John said he watched them move along slowly for approximately three to four minutes before they disappeared. He stood watching and was totally baffled at the strange sight. John explained he had never observed anything like this before. He said that he has seen all types of different aircraft and helicopters and knows what they sound and look like. These lights made no sound whatsoever.

He eventually made his way back home. He woke up his fiancée to tell her what he had just witnessed. Still half asleep John's fiancée listened with a puzzled look on her face as she didn't understand what he'd seen. He went into more detail about the sighting and took her outside in the cool early morning. He pointed in the direction where he saw the lights. They both stood outside discussing it for a few minutes and eventually she went back inside and back to bed. John sat down on the couch to reflect on what he just had witnessed.

Later that day John talked with a couple of co-workers at the construction site about different things. He made arrangements with his close friend Jim to go out hunting the next day.

John woke up early the next morning ready for the days hunt. His friend Jim pulled up at approximately 4:00 - 4:30 a.m. Both men sat outside pulling on their gear and getting things prepared for the hike to the back of the property. Once again John looked skywards and was surprised to see the same lights were back in the same area performing the same maneuvers. Jim sat there observing, not saying much at all, then finally he turned to John and asked, "what the heck is that ?"

John told his friend that he had no idea what these objects were. He explained he had witnessed the very same thing a day earlier. They both sat watching and looking at each other from time to time and finally shrugged their shoulders and carried on with what they had planned for the morning. Both turned on their flashlights and headed off towards the back end of the property.

Both men were approximately mid-way through the property when they came to a small creek which runs along the side of a hill. John was the first to notice an orange/red glowing ball in the distance in a forested area in the gully. Knowing there was nothing back there to cause this light source he thought it might have been the setting moon, as this was the first thought that came to his mind. The men continued walking, went up the hill and towards the bright colored ball of light which now they saw was sitting in the gully. From their position on the hill all of a sudden they saw the ball of light blink out. Now the two hunters stood baffled, amazed, and nervous at what they both had just seen.

As they looked toward the area where they saw the ball of light there appeared two single lights. John's first thoughts were that a couple of hunters were wearing a strap-on light band around their heads, or miners with the light on their hard hats. But two figures were down in the gully where the orange light was. They were coming in the direction of John and Jim.

Thinking they may be hunters and not wanting to be mistaken for a wild animal and being shot at, John told his friend Jim to get behind one of the larger trees which was close to them. Both men laid down on the ground staying silent and keeping out of sight from the figures that were approaching their location. John would peek around the tree to see if the figures were still heading in their direction as they were able to hear the dry leaves crackling and small branches snapping which indicated the two unknowns were getting closer by the second.

John guessed the figures may have been 30 yards away at this point. He turned and whispered to Jim telling him again to be very quiet as these unknowns were getting very close and were heading straight for the two men. Just as John finished speaking to his friend he peered around the tree once more and the two figures were standing right over top of them.

The approximately six foot tall figures came around the tree and shone their lights down on the two men. John thought, "who are these men, what are they doing on private property and what do they want?" He was frightened! John was blinded for a moment from the light. The next thing he knew, it was daytime. John said when he became aware of his surroundings he was approximately fifty feet away from where they were hiding. Both of their guns were gone. They were nowhere to be seen. Jim was approximately 50 yards away from John, across the creek in a brier patch, waving to him.

John had a sharp pain in his nasal passage and a bloody nose with blood trickling from his left nostril. He told me it felt as if it was a dream because the two men had just been walking through the area in the darkness only to witness a bright glowing object and the two figures, then all of a sudden it is daylight. He was really confused about what had taken place.

The fellows dazed, and confused, started looking around for their guns. John noticed an unusual pile of leaves and went to investigate. Under the leaves were the men's guns. He said they had been covered over by something, or someone. The fellows gathered up their gear and headed back home. When they got to the barn on John's property they removed the items they had taken out with them. Jim spoke up and said,"I don't know what happened to you and I, but I don't want to discuss this ever again." John told Jim, "don't worry about me talking about it as I would not even know what to tell someone." John said "I don't know what took place!"

John told me that he definitely had a missing time event; how much time the two men lost, no one could determine due to them still feeling confused and not looking at their watches. Like John said, he never had given much thought about UFOs, Aliens, Abductions or anything of that nature.

Below photos and video clip: On the back of John's neck there is a large red scar. He believed something was inserted into the back of his neck after his five hours of missing time. Both John and his wife couldn't figure out why the baby monitor would go crazy when it was passed over the scar on his neck. Also the batteries would go dead. Still, they can't find an answer to this. (Found on site)

Back home, John tried to explain to his fiancée what he and his friend Jim had experienced. Of course, John found it hard to tell his story as he was still at a loss as to what had happened to himself and his friend. After John told her what he was able to remember, she was just as confused.

Later that evening John went to bed and after falling asleep he began to have a series of nightmares about himself and Jim being back in the area where the encounter had taken place, plus what they went through. As the nights passed, John continued to have the same nightmare about their experience.

Because these nightmares kept playing out night after night John decided to seek out some help. As he told me, he did not know who to turn to. He did not want to speak to his family members about what happened as he thought they certainly would not believe him and most likely wouldn't understand what he was talking about. He waited, or put the whole issue off, for six years. Eventually as the years passed, it was time to seek out professional help from a qualified medical person.

*He needed some answers!*

John continued talking to his fiancée about what took place. Over the course of a year or more after the initial sighting, and encounter, more sightings took place.

At this point in the conversation with John, he was asked how his relationship with Jim was to date. John told me that the two of them had pretty much drifted apart. He also went on to say there were other friends who had been with him on other occasions and they also had witnessed some of the lights/objects John was seeing. These friends also started staying away from him.

John's fiancée couldn't take it anymore and left due to the high strangeness which was continuing to play out around their home. The couple had a baby boy and John's fiancée felt is wasn't a good idea to bring the young child up in this type of environment. John told me it was devastating for him to lose the people who were the closest to him. The sad fact in this part of the story is that John's fiancée did not want to have any contact with him after she left. John was not to have any contact with "his" child. Legal proceedings were started by his fiancée to keep John away from his child, which I find extremely sad. She thought that John was going crazy.

John gave examples of the things he was observing around him. As he told me, he was seeing these lights/objects around his property on a continuing basis. He witnessed these unknowns pretty much over the same area on the acreage and he began to chase after the objects down the country roads. John felt as if these objects were leading him to certain spots on the property, maybe setting him up for something yet to come. Even throughout it all he still thought how beautiful the balls of lights were and how they moved so gracefully through the sky.

He was chasing after them because he was hoping to find an answer to all of this phenomena. Sometimes there was just one light, sometimes there were two. John said as he chased these lights he would be brought to an old farm where the unknowns would sit stationary and eventually just disappear. It seems that John would be constantly chasing these lights night after night to only see them vanish before his eyes. (Note: the old farm mentioned above is actually owned by the goverment).

Of course at this point in John's life he was living on his own. He met a wonderful lady some months down the road after his break up with his fiancée. Early in their relationship John figured he would share some of the things he had witnessed with his new lady. John cared for his new found love. He wanted her to see these things so she didn't think he was making up these stories. It worked out well as she told John that she also had seen something in the past but wasn't sure what it was. So she had an interest in all of this.

The couple took a drive out on one of the country roads so John would be able to let her see for herself the sights he'd been observing for months. The two of them made their way down to the old farm and sat there. John started to point out what appeared to look like shooting stars, except these lights/objects would come all the way down through the sky and stop over top of the tree line and move diagonally either to the right or the left. The lady sat there with her mouth wide open as she watched. She didn't know what to say as she was in shock to actually see this unfolding in front of her. John at this point is feeling much better about the whole situation because he had been talking a little about this, and now the new love in his life didn't consider him to be crazy !!

They both watched the lights dance around the sky for approximately an hour. Suddenly the interior lights of their car started to flicker off and on. She mentioned to John that this had never happened to her car before. Finally they decided to head back home and talk about the event they had both witnessed. Discussing the nights events, she decided it would be good if they got a video camera so this could all be documented. She told John that no one would believe us, we need proof in the form of footage or still pictures. He certainly agreed that it was a good idea to get a camera, if for nothing else than to capture these objects and then show the footage to their other family members. It was very important for them to believe John.

Susan bought a video camera on December 23, and that night John ended up chasing a ball of light down the same country road to the farm where the lights have been so visible on a constant basis. He started filming two balls of light which were low over the trees. After approximately fifteen minutes of filming them, he thought he had enough footage to take back home to share with his family.

He arrived at his house. Shut the vehicle off and walked inside. Susan appeared to be upset about something. She turned to him and asked "where have you been for about five hours". John was shocked to hear this as he knew he had only been filming for a short period of time. The couple ended up in an argument over the length of time he'd been gone as Susan was only concerned for her husband's well-being. She finally told him to look at the clock. The time was 4:30 a.m.! John had left at 11:00 p.m. and thought he was only gone for approximately fifteen minutes. After he looked at the clock he realized why his wife was so upset with him. "I just don't understand where the time has gone" he said.

Eventually things calmed down and he asked his wife to look at the video tape of what he had captured. Both of them settled in to watch the video footage so he could prove to Susan that he was only gone for the 15 minutes and not out doing something else.

While viewing the tape he excused himself as he had to use the washroom. As he was about to enter the bathroom his wife, Susan, yelled out, "what is that?" John turned around to find out what she was referring to. What she observed on the film was a red "thing" which appeared on the upper portion of the TV screen. He walked back and sat down beside her and they rolled the tape back a little so they could replay it and watch for the red "thing" that she had noticed.

John describes this thing as being wand or rod-like in shape. It went through his hand which was in view of the camera. Inside the red rod there appeared to be a white tube which extended down through and out the end of the red rod. Once the white tube reached the end of the red rod the entire apparatus moved rapidly back through John's hand. At that very moment John recalled some type of cloth rubbing together and his arm started to go numb. He immediately got up from the couch and started pacing the floor coming to the realization that something had happened to him when he was out taking footage of the lights at the old farm house earlier that evening.

John was finding it very hard to have a good night's sleep because of what had been going on. The couple just had a baby girl and John was certainly worried about the unknown lights around the home and wondering for the safety of his new born child and his wife. Plus the lights were starting to show up in the daylight hours which was really getting them all stressed out.

One example he gave was when his mother-in-law was in one of the rooms above the main floor of the home and saw a ball of fire drop out of the sky and shoot lightening bolts at the home. Another was of a shimmering blue/white light which constantly showed up in the families backyard. John, not knowing what might happen, would stay up all night until the sun rose the next morning. He finally went to see his family physician to ask for something that might help him get a good night's sleep.

The mother-in-law who saw the ball of fire shoot the lightening bolts towards the home was a skeptic. She did not believe in UFOs, or beings from elsewhere. Matter of fact, she had been holding a cup of coffee when the bolts hit the side of the house and becoming very frightened, she spilt the hot coffee all over her chest. The lady was so scared that she dropped to the ground and crawled underneath a table and stayed there until her daughter and son-in-law came home. She had no idea what happened and no rational explanation for it.

John and his wife were at another house on the property and had witnessed an extremely bright flash and first thought electrical lines might have fallen onto the residence as they could hear the sound of an electrical rush of current or discharge. As they entered the house the flash of light and the sound kept repeating itself over and over as the couple walked through each room looking for John's mother-in-law. Finally they found her hiding underneath the table. Later she told her them that the flash and sound seemed to be moving around the outside of the home following John and Susan in and out of each room. The couple could clearly see the flashing and hear the sound of high voltage going through the roof as they made their way through the different rooms.

As mentioned above John sought help so he might get a good nights sleep. With all the visitations happening on a daily basis, he wasn't sure if his family was going to be next, or taken, or harmed in some way. It became so bad that he had his family sleep/hide in the closet at night and he guarded the door. John was worn out. He had lost an excellent job working in construction, etc. He needed professional help at this time.

He talked to a lady (she was a director of Mental Health at one of the local hospitals) in hopes he might get a little medication to help him sleep through the night, thinking this may work or at least help him to some degree. The lady suggested that John and her go talk to a doctor to see what could be done for him, in the way of some medication. The lady asked what was going on, and John thought that just maybe if he told her she might have a better understanding and know what exactly should be done for him. She walked with John over to the hospital, (there are two buildings on the property). At one of the buildings they evaluate potential patients and at the other building patient care is handled).

When the lady and John entered one of the buildings, they immediately got into the elevator and the lady mentioned to John we are just going up to see the doctor, plus you can tell him what has been taking place at your home. When John and the lady arrived at the fifth floor, the elevator doors opened. As he stepped out he noticed two men dressed in white hospital clothing approaching him.

He was wondering what was going on as the two men were looking directly at him which made him feel very nervous. He then turned to ask the lady what was going on when he saw her back step into the elevator as he watched the elevator doors close. Feeling frightened at this point John looked over to where one would push buttons for the elevator which would take you to different floors in the hospital, but he noticed that the elevator was operated by keys only. In other words John was stuck, scared, with nowhere to go.

The two men took hold of John and said that they were going to take him to have his vitals checked, etc.. While this is being done John said to the men that he was just here to see the doctor. One of the men who greeted John told him that the doctor was not going to be back to the hospital until tomorrow morning and informed him that he would have to spend the night at the hospital.

Of course straight away John starts to question what is going on. From the sounds of it the lady may have called ahead to the hospital to have John committed for an evaluation, and the two men did confirm this to John. Being cooperative John asked could he please make a telephone call to his wife as she was going to be worried sick about him because she had no clue that he would be kept overnight.

The hospital staff allowed John to call home and talk to his wife. When Susan found out where her husband was she was totally upset and surprised. He explained that there was no way the hospital staff was going to let him out. He was basically stuck there, at least until the next day. They had no idea what would come after his meeting with the doctor.

John settled in for the night waiting until morning when the doctor arrived to evaluate him. Susan also arrived at the hospital with some of the video footage that they had taken of the strange occurrences from around their home and explained to the lady who got John into this pickle that he wasn't delusional or crazy and everything he had told her was true. She pleaded with the lady to allow her to show the doctor what was on the videos.

The lady walked Susan over to the hospital and they waited in a room to see the doctor. John, the lady and Susan would be discussing the case. Before he was to meet with everyone he was given a shot which made him lightheaded. He guessed it was a sedative of some kind. When he was escorted into the meeting room there were three doctors waiting. A TV and VCR were hooked up so everyone would be able to view the tapes Susan had brought with her.

One of the tapes was placed into the VCR and everyone watched for approximately 5 minutes. The video machine was then turned off and the doctors consulted and looked at John and said, Mr. Tosti, we are sorry but there is nothing we can do for you. So they signed his release papers and John and Susan left the hospital.

(Document found on site)

Caption for Above Medical Document: Medical record gives evidence that John was indeed placed into a hospital for possible treatment. Due to having the footage of what John's family had filmed and the doctors viewing the tapes they came to the conclusions that something was definitely happening over and around the Tosti home.

*Susan, John's wife recounted what took place after the trip to the mental hospital*

 I am Johns wife, Susan. I'd like to talk a bit about what happened after his trip to the mental hospital. We found out what would happen if we sought help. John thought the best way to stop what was happening to us would be to throw all of the evidence away. Needless to say I didn't agree and we were having a rather heated argument. In the midst of our quarreling a blinding light shot through the window we were sitting next to. It was just like a bolt of lightning and it sounded like 40,000 volts of electricity on the ceiling. However, there was a blizzard occurring at the time so that definitely wasn't it.

We both jumped up and ran into the kitchen to get away from it. As soon as we got to the kitchen it happened again. But this time it came through the kitchen window we were closest to. So we ran to the very back room of our house where there was an outside door. We were going to exit the house. When we went to open the door it came in through the window in the door at us. Each time this happened the sound of electricity was deafening. We thought a power-line had dropped on our house so we called the power company to help us get out of our house. The snow wasn't that deep yet and they made it. To our surprise they said there wasn't a thing wrong.

However we did notice that the snow that had fallen so far had holes melted in it as if there had been sparks falling all around our house. That night we were terrorized and it continued every night for about five days. We would first lose our electricity. This always adds an extra element of terror. Then you realize you are not alone. Bright blue strobe lights or bright white lights from outside would light up our house and sometimes we would see others in the house with us.

One time they were in my bedroom with me and one grabbed my leg and tried to pull me off the bed. I didn't appreciate it too much. My husband also saw a few others but he can tell you about them. I was very scared and I didn't know how we were going to go on. After the blizzard was over and the state of emergency in our county was lifted things got better. But they were still there above our house every night for the longest time and I never knew when they were going to start terrorizing us again. It was not a good time and I feel for anyone that has experienced this.

John has pulled together some eight to ten hours of footage of these strange lights, etc. Also there is the medical form on which it states that John was in the hospital at the time he mentioned. Also since all the strangeness has been taking place there, John's family have observed many helicopters flying close and over the top of his home when they never showed up before. He has footage and stills of the fly by.

Because things were so frightening and not sure what the government might or might not do, John and his family talked to reporters who came to visit their home and related their story to them. The idea was if the information gets into the public eye then government officials would leave them alone if this should ever be a problem. John has filmed military jets flying low over the roads.

After he played back the video tape of the aircraft he could clearly see a wobbling object of some kind which was flying directly below one of the jet aircraft. Later that day he went over to a friend's home and saw something with a shape flying over top of his friends house above the tree line. He told me the camera was set at a high shutter speed. Also military helicopters were buzzing the families home on many occasions.

One of John's most memorable videos captured an object that was a moon sized craft that was vertical in the sky and approximately 200 to 300 feet off the ground. John could easily see a number of separate lights on the bottom of the craft. As the object started to lean towards John's direction or location he was able to see a dome towards the back part of the craft as the rim of the object became more visible. The dome portion of it was a blue/white color. As the object started to pitch down in front of John he turned on the vehicle's headlights to brighten up the area.

What he wanted to accomplish was to provide some trees, the long grass etc.. which would show up on the video and give some perspective to show just how low the object was, and to give a good idea of what it looked like and how it maneuvered. As soon as the lights from John's vehicle were turned on, the craft flattened out and dropped down towards the ground with the dome and other features clearly visible.

All of a sudden the bottom of the craft starts flashing until eventually the whole craft starts to flash. As he watches, the object starts to move to his left, which would have been towards the south. Still visible by sight and camera, the object came to a complete stop and hovers. From there it starts to change it's form/shape and moves back to John's right and behind a tree. From there it releases two smaller objects which are red and the other green. These two colored objects were round in shape.

As John watched the large object move again to his left/south he lost sight of the two smaller ones. Keep in mind that he had still been filming and caught the object changing it's form. As it reached a point to his left the large craft started to flash. As John zooms in on the large object the two smaller objects reappeared.

One of the smaller objects went to the top of the craft while the other object positioned itself at the bottom. He could clearly see there were three separate objects and that none of them were attached to one another. This piece of footage was shot on January 19, 1996. John estimates the craft to be approximately 500 yards away from his location. He also estimates (roughly) the object may have been some 35 feet in diameter.

After all this being caught on film it was a relief for John to be able to show his whole family that he was not crazy and was certainly seeing all that he was talking about.

The unusual events that have taken place at the Tosti home are still continuing to this day but it comes in patterns over a period of time, then the sightings subside to some degree. When the lights or sightings flare up John notices there are regular military over flights of the area.
*Note from John Tosti about the newspaper article*

I thought we would send some more evidence pertaining to our sightings and visitations. The article attached is from our local newspaper in Bloomington called "The Herald Times". This occurred when we were having many encounters. We obviously weren't the only ones that saw strange occurrences. There is a man who claims he witnessed a plane crash in the woods.

This man first saw landing lights of an airplane. Shortly thereafter he saw a fireball and heard an explosion. Two other people also heard the explosion. This site is only 3-4 miles from our house with nothing in between but a lake and woodland. Department of Natural Resources Officer Steve McClain concluded that someone could have exploded a home-made bomb or gasoline but yet "nothing out of the ordinary was found".

There wasn't any scorched earth or trees nor was there a strong odor of gas. Seems to me that would have been very noticeable. Even if what Officer McClain concluded was true( which I strongly doubt), it doesn't explain the landing lights the man saw in the air and the fireball with a huge explosion. Corp. Rick Wright said "The man saw something. We just don't know what he saw."

*An Update On Events taking place around the area where the Tosi family lives right now.*

*The below email was from a close friend of John's: (October 2004).*

I don't know if John told you about the last couple days, two nights ago John noticed lights up in the sky, the dogs were going nuts over here.

John and I live about 1 1/2 miles apart now, so when he or I see something outside we can both usually see it from our places unless their low to the ground.

But yesterday, there was 3 F-16's flying over town, 1 up front and 2 behind, way below the required 10,000 feet level. They were about 1500 feet off the ground, as I headed back home I lost sight of them. When I got there, my neighbor said he heard them, then saw them flying around in circles like they were "looking or chasing" something, then about 10 minutes later Alice heard a helicopter. I looked outside and saw it was a Black Hawk with a gun port on the side. I called (name removed) out to see it as well.

That is when I went to John's to work on sending you the photos, and on the drive to Johns, 5 military vehicles came rushing down the road in the opposite direction... 1 Humvee with a red light on the dash, 3 troop carriers with the tarps pulled over them, and another Humvee following. Johns wife saw a helicopter hover over their house as well.

Interesting things going on around here as of late.

*Other pictures and video footage of interest that John, Mark and other folks have taken around Bloomington Indiana, or close to John's location.*

(photos found at site)

*Did John catch the image of figures in a craft as he snapped off a couple of quick photos ? *

More photos and footage will be added as I go along with this story, so please do check back from time to time.

The Vike Factor's Note: I would like to extend my many thanks to the Tosti family. It takes alot of courage to come forward and tell about the ongoing events which has taken place around their home in Bloomington, Indiana over the years. I would also like to add that the strange lights/objects can still be seen from time to time around the Tosti home. It hasn't ended ! Please note all footage is ©2004 John Tosti.

More Information:

The John Tosti UFO/ET Encounter Regression Session

The Iowa regression with Dr. Woodman medical amnesia hypnotherapist.

John initially did not think that he could be regressed. He was prepared to tell Dr Woodman that he was sorry that he had come all this way and it did not work because he was a poor subject. However this was not the case and he turned out to be an excellent subject. It was not as he expected for it was rather easy that he thought. John was talking one minute to the Doctor and in another moment found himself on the beach feeling the sun, the breeze and the smell of the ocean. It was like he was there and then suddenly he was crouching down behind the tree staring at a bright light.

Dr Woodman "You tell me that you are aware of something coming towards you and your friend was the first to go down to the ground and hide himself behind this tree and then you followed suite?"

John Tosti "Yes"

Dr. W "Tell me then what you saw when this happened."

JT: "I see a I see a big red glowing ball. It's down in the gully. It is not the moon - I thought it was the moon but it is not the moon. Jim is asking me; he wants me to get down on my knees. Jim is on one knee. The red light goes out. I see that they have lights on their heads like coal miners. I am worried about Jim getting shot. I'm thinking that they are hunters and they are walking straight towards us. I am on my knees now and I am behind the tree. Jim and me are both behind the tree. I look around the tree and I can see them, they are walking straight towards us. "

Dr. W "What was your feeling at that time, were you scared?"

JT "Yeah, I was thinking that it was hunters and I did not want to get shot. I have got to be still and not make any noise."

Dr W. "How far away are you as you watched them?"

JT "Probably about 100 feet - maybe 50 feet away, they were walking right towards us and making a lot of noise. I could hear them walking towards us. The rustling sound of their footsteps was getting louder. I am telling Jim not to move because I don't want Jim to get shot. I am thinking that if they are hunters and we just lay still they won't hear us so they won't try to shoot us." "For some reason, I am looking around the tree again and I can see them, they are right here, they are right on the other side of the tree where we are at. I got my gun and I took it off safety and I am trying to put myself in between me and Jim because I don't want nothing to happen to Jim. (The memories recounted are traumatic to John and the fear in his voice is apparent. His voice now sounds audibly distressed on the regression tape)

Dr W "You're safe, very, very safevery safe, you are in Clinton Iowa, this happened a long time ago. Take a deep breath in .and out . tell me what happens next."

JT "We are standing there and all I can see are the lights. They are on their heads and shining on my face. I am raising my gun up. I am telling them to get the hell out of here. I don't want them to be here. This is my land and I don't .. I will tell them to leave for trespassing. They are still standing there. And Uh ..OH it's strange they look like I can see one of them and it looks like a fireman."

Dr. W "Why do you say that, can you describe what you see please?"

JT "Yeah, he has got, uh, a hat on. It looks like a fireman's hat."

Dr. W "With a light on?"

JT "With a light on. He has got a . it looks like a long jacket on.. It looks like a fireman."

Dr. W "Is he a big guy like you?"

JT "Yeah, he is big, I think he is bigger than I am. I am trying to figure out what is going on. And the other one behind him is trying to get over to Jim. He looks like a fireman too."

Dr. W "So you tell them to leave, from your property and he does not leave, so then what is the next thing that happens?"

JT "He is just standing there. He has a funny looking smile on his face."

Dr. W "OK, what is the next thing that happens, very, very, safetake a deep breathe and let it out and when I touch your hand you are going to be twice as deep and twice as safe. What happens next?"

JT "I can hear Jim and Jim is behind me and he is telling them too to go away. Jim is raising up his gun and Jim says that he is going to shoot. And they are not listening to us. They are just standing there. They are not moving."

Dr. W "So what happens next? Move forward in time. Safe, very, very safe, it happened a long time ago and you really want to know what happened. Allow your thoughts to come out."

JT "I am just seeing black. I can't see."

Dr. W "Move forward in time, what is the next thing that you can see?"

JT "I see a. it looks like I can see Jim...and Jim is screaming. He was screaming at the.at the telling him to let him go. 'Don't touch me!!' Jim was getting really mad. I think Jim thinks that he is going to try to shoot us. I don't know. Jim is mad and that guy was trying to grab him or something. I am trying to pay attention to the guy who is right in front of me and I can hear Jim and he is telling him to let him go andI am getting cold. I am feeling cold."

Dr. W "That's fine just relax. You are in Clinton, Iowa and very, very safe. What is the next thing you know, are you cold?"

JT "I am cold."

Dr. W. "Where are you?"

JT "I am still beside the tree and by this fireman. He is trying to grab a hold of my gun and I am telling him. Don't touch my gun. He grabs my gun and he is trying to take my gun away from me.

Dr. W. "Does he succeed in trying to do that? "

JT "No, I am trying to fight with him. I don't want to shoot. He is trying to take my gun but I am freezing. I don't know it was like he got my gun.

Uh, he is trying to grab me. And I am trying to fight him. I can't fight he is too strong, I can't get away from him. He is trying to take me. He is trying to drag me. He has got me by my jacket. "

Dr. W. "What does he do now that he has you by the jacket?"

JT "He has got me"

Dr. W. "Is he dragging you along the ground? OK which direction?"

JT "Down into the gully. I am scared. I can't find Jim

Dr. W. "OK lets let Jim fend for himself for now, very safe, "

JT "He is throwing me down into the gully and I can't get away from him. I am trying to kick him but he does not feel it. He is taking me down into the ball. I can see the ball. It is a shiny ball. There is a hole on the side it and he is trying to shove me into it and I don't want to go. It is cold. "

Dr. W. "You were very scared weren't you at the time, but you are quite safe now. Something that happened a long time ago, relax, sleep, sleep, sleep and what is the next thing that happens to you, are you in the hole or did you stay outside of it or?"

JT "He shoved me into the hole. I'm in this thing and I can see somebody and it is not a fireman."

Dr. W "What do you see?"

JT "It's a boy"

Dr. W. "A boy?"

JT "A small boy. He looks like he is about, a little boy, about four years old, maybe five? And he is asking me something. He is asking me what I am doing."

Dr. W. "How is the boy dressed?"

JT "He has got a shirt, a red shirt on and a pair tight slacks. And I am asking him, Where am I?
He says that I am in his room and I am asking him: What is this place?"

Dr. W. "Does he seem friendly?"

JT "Certainly, but I am scared, I don't know where I am at. "

Dr. W. "You survived it, it happened a long time ago. And you always will survive. OK, deeply, deeply relax. Take a deep breath. Very good, you are twice as relaxed as you were before. Now what is the next thing that happened to you, does he show you around or continue talking or what happens next?"

JT "He is; uh, standing there and just looking at me and I am trying to find out where I am at and I am asking him and he does not really say He says that I am in his room. I ask him if he has seen another person in here. I am looking for my friend and he says that my friend is still outside. So then I ask him how do I get back outside and he said that I can't go outside and that I have to stay in there."

Dr. W. "Sooner or later you do get back outside again for you are sitting here right now inside my office"

JT "He is telling me to lay down"

Dr. W. "On what? "

JT "On the floor"

Dr. W. "On the floor? Do you do that?"

JT "I don't lay down, I sit down against the wall. And he tells me to wait here while I was sitting up against the wall."

Dr. W. "What does the seat feel like, can you describe it?

JT "A rock."

Dr. W. "A rock, it is hard then. Is it rough or smooth?"

JT "Rough. He (the young boy) is walking to the door. He opens the door, leaves, and then shuts the door. And I am by myself and I don't know what is going on."

Dr. W. "You are safe, relax, you are a very strong guy and you will survive, you did survive and you know that. Very good, very, very relaxed."

JT "I see the doorknob move and somebody is coming in. The little boy is standing there and he is telling me to come in."

Dr. W. "Do you follow him?"

JT "Yeah, and he takes me to a room and it has a bench on the wall and there is another person in there."

Dr. W. "Do you recognize who it is?"

JT "No "

Dr. W. "Is it a small guy or a big guy or?"

JT "It's a big guy and he looks like a hunter. He is looking at me and he has got a strange look on his face and I don't think he knows where he is at either."

Dr. W. "Do you sit down or what?"

JT "No, I am standing and the little boy is holding my hand and he walks me over to the bench where this guy is and he tells me to sit down. He is telling me something (the hunter). He is telling me that he does not know what is going on. He is trying to get out and he can't figure out how to get out. He said that he has looked around to find a way to get out and he can't get out! I am worried about Jim."

Dr. W. "Relax, Jim was alive, too"

JT "He tells me uh, that uh, he was hunting and somebody shoved him in a hole in the ground. I am asking him who? And he said that he did not know. (At this point in the regression restraints were applied to John for protection as he was becoming agitated)

Dr. W. "Just relax. If you want to relax then just go to your nice warm Florida beach -you can do that. Just relax, you are safe. OK. And if you want to go to bed you can go to bed. All right, do you understand? Do you want to talk about it? Now what happens next, do you sit down? Does the little boy continue to hold you hand or what? "

JT "No he is walking towards the door and now he is going into the other room"

Dr. W. "Is he still wearing his red shirt?"

JT "Red shirt. He shuts the door and this guy is telling me something about how he is afraid that he can't get out of here and he wants to go home and he is asking me where this place is."

Dr. W. "Like the blind leading the blind isn't it?"

JT "I don't know where I am at. "

Dr. W. "So jump forward in time John what is the next thing that happens?"

JT: "He is getting up and he is trying to find a way to get out. He is going to go to the door where the little boy is at in the other room. The little boy is standing right there and he swings the door open. The little boy won't let him go into the other room. He is trying to tell the little boy something. He is trying to ask the little boy how to get out of here. The little boy is pushing him. The little boy is trying to shut the door. He (the hunter) is mad and he is kicking on the shut door."

Dr. W. "So that little boy manages to shut the door?

JT "The door is shut"

Dr. W. "That is one way to get your madness out isn't it- to beat something?"

JT "Yeah he is screaming at him."

Dr. W. "What are you doing in the meanwhile? Still sitting on the bench against the wall?"

JT "Yeah. The little boy is coming back. He has got something with him. He has a mask and he is trying to put it on my face. I am trying to ask him what he is doing and he is not telling me. He is putting the mask on my face. It is a mask and it is put over my nose and mouth. He is smiling. He is grabbing a hold of my left hand and he is taking me into the other room."

Dr. W. "Are you wearing a watch John?"

JT "No. (The other hunter) is trying to ask the little boy where are we going. The little boy just keeps pulling me. He is pulling me through the doorway."

Dr. W. "Does the other guy come with you?"

JT "He is trying to. The little boy pulls me through the door and he is trying to shut the door. The little boy wants me to sit down. The little boy is sitting down. He is trying to the mask is not on right or something so he is trying to put the mask on right. It's not working right or something. He is messing with the mask. He is telling me that I can go away from here in a little while."

Dr. W. So did you sit down on what, a bench or a table?"

JT "The floor. I am asking him where am I? Why am I here? He tells me don't worry and I am asking him where Jim is. He says that he is still outside. The boy is doing something to my arm. He is looking at it"

Dr. W. "Which arm?"

JT "My left arm. He is trying to scoot over. He is getting next to me to look at my arm. Looking at my arm and hand. He is getting up and he is going to the door and going into the other room."

Dr. W. "So you are in this room sitting on the floor and what is the next thing that happens. Is there anybody else around?"

JT "No. I hear a noise, a sound like a.. a sound like a real high pitched whistling sound."

Dr. W. "What else do you see in this room. Take a moment to look around"

JT "It has got a railing; A rail. At one end of it looks like a rail"

Dr. W. "A handrail?"

JT "Yes a handrail."

Dr. W. "What height off of the floor?"

JT: "Maybe about three feet."

Dr. W. "Does it go all the way around the room?"

JT "No, it just goes around part of the room. "

Dr. W. "Is it a circular room?"

JT "Half of it. Half of it is circular and half of it looks like a normal room and it's not very big. I smell something funny, I don't know if it is the mask or what. I want to take the mask off. I am getting ready to take the mask off. The little boy opens the door and tells me

Dr. W. "Not to take the mask off? Relax. What is the next thing that happens?"

JT "He shuts the door."

Dr. W. "What is the color of the walls, John?"

JT "The top half is red. The bottom half is silver."

Dr. W. "So does the railing form a kind of boundary between the red and silver?"

JT "Yes. I want to get out of here. I do not want to be here anymore. Oh, I want to get out. I am getting out. I am looking around. The little boy comes back into the room. He sits down besides me now on the floor and he is holding my left hand. He asks me if I want to play a game. I am trying to ask him what kind of a game. I can't get off my mask. He is taking my mask off. I am asking him what kind of a game and he is saying Hide and Seek. I am asking him where I can hide. There is nowhere to hide. He is getting up. He is taking me over to this large gray 'spot' on the wall. He is telling me that I can hide in there. I am telling him that I cannot hide in there because it is a spot. He is pushing my hand into it. He is trying to tell me that I can go into the spot. He said to go into the spot so I am trying to climb into the spot.

And I am in the spot and there is somebody in there with me."

Dr. W. "Is somebody in there with you?"

JT "I don't know, I can't see. I can hear him. Somebody is grabbing my hand and somebody is pulling me. OhMy head is sticking into the next room. I see a gray.it is a little gray guy. He is sticking something up my nose on my left side."

Dr. W. "Does it tickle?"

JT "No it hurts. He stuck it quickly in and out and it still hurts and he is pushing me back into the 'spot'. I get the feeling that he does not want me to see him."

Dr. W "Would you describe him for us?"

JT "He has got a skinny body, and it looks like his eyes are really spaced far apart. And, uh, he has got big eyes. And his mouth it looks like a skeleton's mouth. It looks wrinkled. And he was moving really weird."

Dr. W. "What do you mean by that?"

JT "Quick, Fast. He is shoving me back into the spot and I feel something tugging at my other leg. I am being pulled back into the other room by this little boy. He is asking me if I am going to hide from him."

Dr. W. "Who was puling on your leg and which leg?"

JT "The little boy on my left leg. I am in the other room with him now and he is asking me when am I going to hide from him. And I am telling him that I don't know where to hide. I am asking him who was that in the other room. And he said it was nobody."

Dr. W. "So you don't trust him anymore. Was he lying?"

JT "Yeah, He is pointing at the wall and he wants me to hide in the wall. And we are walking over to the wall and he pushes me into the wall and I see a bird on the outside. I am outside I see a fireman and I see Jim. I am outside on the ground. The little boy pushed me through the wall. Jim is asleep. He is asleep on the ground."

Dr. W. "Is he still holding his shotgun?"

JT "No, he is on the ground to the right. They dragged us up the gully. The one fireman dragged Jim across the creek. And then the other went.well he is dragging me like over to the tree and he is pushing me. He is pushing me and he is shoving me real hard and I fell down. I feel like I have got to go to sleep."

Dr. W. "What is the next thing that happens?"

JT "I get up. It is daylight and I am looking for Jim and I can't see him. I am getting up and walking and I see Jim. He is in the briar patch. I am looking for my gun. I talk to Jim and ask him if he is okay. Jim has his arms upheld and is waving them back and forth. He is trying to get out of the briar patch. I am looking for my gun and I see a bunch of leaves piled up. I go over there and kick the leaves and found my gun and Jim's gun was there, too."

Dr. W. "Do you feel safe now?"

JT "Like I want to go home. Jim is across the creek now and he has got a bunch of scratches on his face. He has got a like stunned look on his face. I gave Jim his gun and he was telling me that he wants to go home now. So I told him let's go back to the barn. We walked back and it was about a quarter of a mile."

Dr. W. "When you get to the barn do you tell him what your experience was like?"

JT "Uh, he is talking to me about the three lights over by the tree. He is telling me not to say anything about them to anybody about it because he does not want people to know. He does not want people to think he was crazy. We changed our clothes there and I remember that my nose hurt and it was bleeding a little bit."

Dr. W. "Does he notice that? And what does he say about it?"

JT "Yes, he tells me to get a napkin because my nose is bleeding."

Dr. W. "Do you tell him how it got to be bleeding?"

JT "No"

Dr. W. "So you don't tell him anything about your experience aboard this sphere?"

JT "Never have, I did not know. I did not remember."

© 2005 John Tosti

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